Date: Wed, 29 Sep 2010 00:04:11 +0100
From: EJA
Subject: Dolls
This story will contain sexual scenes with what must be described as males.
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This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living
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Copyright 2010 EJA
DOLLS
By
EJA
Some of you may think it strange that a fourteen-year-old boy should enjoy
playing with dolls, but that's what I do. But not girl dolls, oh no, only
boy dolls.
And they never went on normal adventures, albeit in my imagination.
No, these guy dolls--Ken and GI Joe were my main protagonists--were always
indulging in raunchy sex. To my lascivious mind there was only one problem
and it was their lack of genitalia: dicks and balls, to be precise. Still,
with a lump of modelling clay and flesh-coloured paints, I soon solved
that.
Suzy, my six-year-old sister failed to notice the additions Ken got
since she never undressed him. True, the first time I added anything was
about a week after she got him. I got out my modelling clay and the rest,
as they say, "is history." Truth to tell, I think I went a little overboard
with the clay since, when he was dressed, it looked as if he had an fat
anaconda down his right trouser leg.
Of course Ken was Barbie's boyfriend and I imagine she was pleased
with my addition to his anatomy; I often wondered if the makers of the Toy
Story franchise knew something we didn't.
I pressured Mom into getting me the GI Joe doll, telling her I
wanted to see what he would look like in normal civilian clothing. Actually
I never put any clothes on him since what he was going to be involved in
was an activity that required no clothing at all. I never let on to Mom
what I was really intending if I ever managed to get Ken and GI Joe
together.
Suzy always went to bed on the dot of eight o'clock which meant she
would take her bath about seven-thirty so Mom would be out the way, too.
As soon as I got GI Joe I gave him a similar snake and decided it
was time for me to make my move. I sneaked into Suzy's room while Mom was
busy bathing her and removed Ken from the ottoman at the foot of her bed
which was where she kept him. As I took him away I thought I saw a look of
annoyance spread across Barbie's face.
I closed the lid.
Seconds later I was back in my bedroom and Ken and GI Joe were
being introduced to each other. I put them in my bed--naked, of course--to
let them get better acquainted then went into the living room to watch TV.
But I couldn't get over the expression I thought I'd seen on
Barbie's face as I lifted Ken out of the box. It kept intruding, totally
destroying the programme I was watching, making nonsense of the
story. Could the doll actually be angry with me?
Finally, having finished bathing Suzy and putting her to bed, Mom
appeared in the sitting room and plonked herself down in her favourite
armchair. `What are you watching Cody?' she wanted to know.
I had given up on the programme by now and was just flipping
through the channels when she arrived. `Nothing in particular, Mom,' I told
her. `Just seeing if anything was on that interested me. Anyway,' I added
as I passed her the remote and got to my feet, `I'm feeling tired so I
think I'll get to bed. Goodnight Mom,' I said, bending down and kissing her
cheek.
Once in my bedroom I switched on the light and puzzled over the two
dolls I had placed beside each other. I thought that they were facing each
other but, when I went in GI Joe was behind Ken and had his arm around the
younger-looking doll. I must have placed them that way then forgot about
it.
I took my shower and cleaned myself thoroughly before returning to
the bedroom. Neither GI Joe nor Ken had moved although Ken did have a kind
of glazed look about his eyes which might actually have been a trick of the
light, I just wasn't sure. It seemed to my mucky young mind that Ken and GI
Joe were getting down and dirty with each other...and Ken was enjoying the
experience.
I turned off the bedside lamp and climbed into bed with Ken nearest
to me and Joe behind. Both of them were looking at me and smiling, at least
that was the way it looked to me in the moonlight spilling into my room.
`Don't you think it's time he woke up?'
`I don't know. Kids his age can sleep forever, at least that's what
I've been told.'
`Well this night isn't going to last forever and if you want to
fuck him, he'd better wake up soon. Besides, my cock needs servicing and
his mouth looks as good.'
I had never heard these voices before. Male voices had been in
short supply in Mom's house since her divorce from my father. Occasionally
the postman or the man to read the gas meter would break the female
monopoly, but that was about it. So hearing two male voices in my bedroom
was disconcerting, to say the least.
Slowly my eyes opened and I was startled to discover that Ken and
Joe had grown while I'd been asleep. I rolled over to look at my bedside
clock and was shocked that it was nowhere to be seen. A vast expanse of
wood rose before me, its top lost to view. Moreover there was nothing but
white in every direction save the wooden tower.
`What's happened?' I managed to croak. `Where am I?'
`Nothing major, Cody,' Ken said, sitting up. `Just a little
hocus-pocus, you might say. I just wanted to thank you for getting me
together with Joe here--and giving him that marvellous cock. When he first
put it in my ass I thought I was going to die with pleasure. You see,
although Barbie is supposed to be my girlfriend, I don't really like her
very much. She's too vain; her appearance is all she seems to care
about. So you taking me from your sister's toy box was the best thing that
could have happened. Now, why don't you come over here and let me thank you
properly--thank you in a way I'm sure you'll appreciate.'
`Wow man, that was quite a speech,' Joe told him as he fingered
Ken's ass.
This had to be a dream, I decided, but went along with Ken's
suggestion. His cock was as hard as Joe's and mine was achieving that state
as I crawled over mattress-land toward them.
All I had on were my pj bottoms and the tie had come undone by the
time I reached them, exposing my ass to their lusty gaze.
`Oh yes, Ken,' Joe approved. `That ass of his looks ripe for
fucking.'
I smiled then and looked at the cocks I thought I had fashioned. It
was then that I noticed something odd.
When I made the cocks out of clay I only had a thin marker pen with
which to represent pubic hairs. But that wasn't what I saw now; Ken and Joe
were both sporting full male hard-ons and there was real hair above them as
well as a large pair of hairy balls below. `How...' I began but was unable
to articulate my question.
Both of them had seen where my eyes went and GI Joe said, `You want
to know about the hair and the balls, don't you?'
I nodded.
`It's really quite simple Cody,' Ken said, moving around behind me
while Joe lay in front. `When I asked the All-Knowing Djinn to give you to
us for one night, he granted the request but also gave us true genitalia
rather than the clay snake you blessed us with.'
`Just one night?' I asked, disappointed that there would be nothing
further after the sun rose.
`Don't worry about it,' Joe said as Ken stroked my erection. Joe
moved and his large cock--had it been human and life-sized it would have
been nearly a foot long--came close to my mouth. As I took at least half
down my throat Joe moved until he was underneath me and we were doing a 69.
His throat made my cock feel as if it was caught in the suction
tube of a vacuum cleaner and I moaned with pleasure around his own
meat. Ken was watching intently as Joe and I went at it, both cocks being
given a pretty thorough vacuuming.
I thought I had died and gone to heaven when Joe managed to suck my
balls into his mouth as well and, although his new equipment was way too
large for me to emulate him, I redoubled my efforts and managed to take all
twelve inches--I'm assuming that's what it might have been in the real
world--down my wildly gulping throat.
By then Ken had had enough of just being an observer and moved over
the top of us. With a swift thrust, the blond pushed his stiff pecker into
my ass, spearing me to the hairy guy still busily sucking my cock as if
there was no tomorrow. Only the fact that I was lavishing a similar amount
of attention on Joe's impressive meat prevented me from crying out. Not
that anyone would have heard in our diminutive state.
`I knew he'd be good,' was all Ken said. His was the only mouth
that wasn't occupied.
I vented a moan of pleasure around Joe's cock as Ken's schlong
probed deeply inside my ass. He stroked my upturned buns with his large
hands and squeezed them tenderly. While he was doing this the doll let his
cock simply soak in my depths, getting used to the intrusion. Ken wrapped
strong arms around my torso as his tongue took inventory of every inch of
skin on my neck and shoulders. I was dizzy with lust for these...um...men.
Joe was still busy on my five inches but he seemed content to suck
on it for as long as necessary. His own hands were also exploring my ass
along with Ken's. While Ken's cock remained lodged inside Joe's hand
stroked and caressed my ass and anywhere else they could reach.
My sucking of Joe's pole pleasured him as much he was pleasuring
me. He began moaning around my own cock causing it to ripple and vibrate in
a way I found irresistible. His hands went crazy, they seemed to be
everywhere at the same time.
Then Ken muttered. `That's long enough, I think. Time to fuck.' He
began to fuck me. As his dick slid in and out of my ass I vented a groan of
pleasure around Joe's cock that caused the whole thing to vibrate. I could
clearly hear Joe moaning as I did this.
Ken's monster was obviously enjoying my ass because I could feel it
pounding, slipping in and out of me. I wished there were more hours in the
night since I wanted this to last--and I wanted Joe to fuck me afterwards.
Then Ken began fucking me faster, speeding up his love-making until
the three of us were nothing more than a great big--is that the right word
for this situation?--pile of sex.
I knew I would soon be rewarded by Ken's cum, if indeed that was
what was contained in his--their--balls.
Ken vented another groan and whispered in my ear, `Cody, this ass
of yours is so tight I won't be able to last very long. I'll soon be
squirting my juices into you.'
`Give it to me,' I mumbled around Joe's cock.
With that Ken pushed deep in my ass and released jism. I could feel
it filling my canal, there was so much it started to drip out of my ass and
onto my ball sack. This made me shoot my load into Joe's welcoming
throat. For about 5 minutes Ken unloaded his juice into me, making me feel
so good.
I was in sex heaven. True these were actually dolls--I had no idea
who the All-Knowing Djinn was--but their skin felt real and the cocks felt
real and Joe's mouth felt real. I just closed my eyes, sucked Joe's cock
contentedly and allowed myself to be fucked for the rest of that night by
two insatiable lovers. We swapped positions at least a half-dozen times but
there was always a cock up my ass as well as one in my mouth, no matter
what position I was in.
If I had to offer an opinion I would have said I preferred Joe's
style of lovemaking to Ken's. Although Ken was a perfectly good lover there
was something about Joe's method of sex that was so right for me and,
thanks to Joe, I found myself having orgasm after orgasm as a result. Not
that Ken was any slouch with the sex; I just wished I could meet a real
incarnation of GI Joe and Ken and be a lover to both.
The night that had stretched before us began to wane as daylight
approached. By now I was enjoying being sandwiched between these two macho
creations I didn't want the night to end.
Finally all three of us were fucked out and I looked at the
pair. `Do you have to become dolls again?' I asked, knowing the answer
without knowing it, if you can understand that.
It was Joe who answered since Ken was almost asleep, his cock
beginning to look more clay-like than before. Joe took me in his arms and
said, `If you wish hard enough the All-Knowing Djinn may see fit to grant
you one request, although it's usually reserved for dolls like me. But,
seeing as how you're quite doll-like at this moment, he may decide to grant
it. Just make sure the wish is what you really want.' And with those final
words GI Joe kissed me full on the lips and became a doll once more; I was
left all alone in the bed.
The evidence was before my eyes. It seemed that there was an
All-Knowing Djinn and it/he(?) had granted Ken and Joe's request to thank
me by giving me an all-night marathon.
I made my way up to where my pillow began and knelt there. `Please
All-Knowing Djinn, I love GI Joe and Ken. Can you make them human so we can
be lovers. I really need them in my life; I need them to be real. Please,
All-Knowing Djinn, make Ken and Joe my lovers.'
Then I fell into an exhausted sleep.
When I awoke the next morning I was back to my normal size and
there was nothing about me to say what I had experienced(dreamed?) last
night. It was when I began to get out of bed that I realised something had
happened; my ass was sore and I felt sticky all over.
I hauled my aching naked body over to my bathroom and took care of
my piss hard-on. This resulted in another confirmation that I had indeed
had sex with Ken and Joe last night. You see my morning wood was
sufficiently hard for me to be unable to piss standing up so I had to sit
down on the toilet bowl to do the business. It was while I was sitting
their waiting for the pee to start that stuff began oozing out my ass to
drip into the bowl. I stood up and saw that white stuff was floating in the
water and I knew it was cum.
One thing led to another and, as I voided myself front and rear, I
hoped my prayer to the All-Knowing Djinn had been answered.
As soon as I had finished at the toilet I got in the shower and
took care of all manner of normal things, including jacking off to the
memory of Joe giving my ass the wildest fuck I had ever had. I knew it was
Joe because, at that moment, Ken had been busy fucking my face.
Why is it, when you're fourteen, all manner of strange things can
happen and you are able to accept it without question? My ability to accept
what took place would, in an adult mind, be considered insanity but, in a
child it would be explained away in some fashion.
Anyway, ablutions finished, I returned to my bedroom and picked up
Ken and put his clothes on. It wouldn't do for Suzy to find him in my room
and naked--and with a clay dick. Ken appeared grateful to be dressed and
when I returned him to Suzy's box, Barbie seemed to be, too.
I could hear voices in the kitchen as I descended the stairs. My
Mom's was one but, for a minute I didn't recognise the two men's
voices. Until I entered the kitchen and saw them.
It was Ken and Joe made life-size and very much real.
`This is my son Cody,' Mom said by way of introduction. `Cody, this
is Ken Goodwin,' she went on, indicating the big blond seated at the
breakfast bar. `And his friend is Joe...I'm sorry, you didn't tell me your
last name.'
`That's okay ma'am. My full name is Joseph Smith.'
`What's going on, Mom?' I asked, my heart beating wildly. Joe had
shook my hand and held it for a whole lot longer than just a simple
greeting warranted.
`I told you about the ad I placed for two men to take care of the
place, didn't I? I'm way too busy with work to do housekeeping when I get
home.' Mom is actually a highly-paid solicitor.
I vaguely remembered her mentioning something a few days ago and
said as much.
`Well I've just hired Ken and Joe. They'll be moving into the attic
at the weekend.'
`Ken is a whiz at cooking...' Joe said.
`...And Joe will take care of everything else,' Ken finished,
looking directly at me and winking.
I sent up silent thanks to the All-Knowing Djinn. It was obvious he
looked out for sexual beings such as myself and Ken and Joe since the rest
of my boyhood--and an ongoing amount of years of my adulthood--was spent
sandwiched between two of the best lovers it has been my delight to tell
you about.
Don't believe me? I suggest you pray to the All-Knowing Djinn and
see what happens.
Then again, maybe nothing will happen.
THE END
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